“Are we going to take all of the mushrooms with us? How will we carry them?” Erin snapped her fingers. “You’re right!” She waved at Toren and hissed at him. “Toren! Get the rest of the mushrooms quick, will you? We’re going back to the inn! We need jars! Lots of jars! Ooh, and I can make us lunch!” The skeleton twitched.
I mean ... you can see why he went further & further to the dark side in his teen years. :(
